In the sky is the moonThis large yellow circle finds her in the mood.In her eyes I can see it all.A short plaid skirt, a white short sleeve shirt.My dreams aren't premonitions,Because I'm dreaming of impossible outcomes.I've tried to understand but I just don't understandEmpty signposts seen through large windows.Late one fall afternoon after school,In the cool, cool suburban breeze of Louisville.It's unaffordable.It's unavoidable.It's inevitable.Our eyes, hearts and words are evidenceMy dreams aren't premonitionsBecause I'm dreaming of impossible outcomesI've tried to understand but I just don't understandEmpty signposts seen through large windows